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- Saturday afternoon I decided to brave the hordes of Tragedy Tourists and go shopping at Century 21. As I was walking towards the exit, I saw an out-of-towner hurl himself against a subway car and try to claw its doors open. Asshole, I thought. Unlike Iowa, the trains in NYC run every couple minutes. No need to break a nail. But then the guy started screaming as he punched the train, which was gathering speed out of the station. "My little girl's on that train! She's four years old!" Ouch. The rest of his family stood on the platform, stunned into silence as the guy wailed. (Happy ending: the token clerk took care of it, and the girl was rounded up at the next station. Next time carry your kid off the train, moron.)
- The cabbage factory next door to my house is disgusting. My whole block stinks of cabbage and the rat population has quadrupled. It used to be a truck repair place and the floor is still stained with motor oil. Today I saw the workers loading open bags of shredded cabbage onto a truck. They were being forklifted out of the factory on pallets marked "For Pesticide Use Only." Nice. Don't eat eggrolls in this town. (That's what this particular cabbage goes into.)
- The demolition across the street was kind of fun to watch until it became clear that the workers had no idea what they were doing. Today their incompetence became even more obvious after they destroyed another wall, taking their carefully placed scaffolding along with it. The entire mess then fell right smack dab onto a row of parked cars. Oopsy.
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not only does our block smell of cabbage but so does my fancy pottery barn couch. infused within the goose down is cabbage. and now, due to cabbage factory, i have seen three huge black faster than flojo cockroaches in my apartment. you?
as for the demolition down the street, the workers like ladies in skirts. it's always nice to get harrassed by gold toothed (teethed) men, right?
Posted by: rose | May 31, 2006 at 07:50 AM
mmmm, construction workers.....
'how 'bout you and me get together after a hard day of work and i paint you?', he said, teasing me with a can of spray paint. add to that the charming boston accent - how's a girl to say no??? keep on with the romance, boys.
Posted by: Heater | May 31, 2006 at 09:19 AM
hey, and why does the guy have to be from iowa? why can't he be from colorado or some other truly dumbass place?
Posted by: rose | May 31, 2006 at 02:52 PM
Okay, let's make him from Kansas City. Heh. Anywhere, just not Jersey because that's been done.
Posted by: judes | May 31, 2006 at 05:19 PM